No Regrets

The night was fantastic. Harry’s idea was perfect, because it was actually really fun to just hang out with the boys and the other girlfriends. We were drinking- not too much though, especially after the escapade last night- and really just talking and listening to music. It was nothing special. I laced my fingers in between Harry’s and pulled him with me out onto the balcony, where we could be alone. He shut the sliding glass door behind us, and I wrapped my arms around his neck- pulling his lips towards mine. As we kissed, he held me close to him by wrapping his arms around my waist. It was a really sweet kiss- it was passionate, not rushed or anything. I pulled out of the kiss when I realized something.

“Crap Harry, I didn’t get you a birthday present.” I said softly. I was kinda embarrassed, because as his girlfriend, I should have something. “Ughhh I’m so sorry!” I said as I put my head down in the crook of his neck. He started laughing.

“Considering the past few days that we’ve had, I didn’t even expect you to get me a present, love!” he said as he bent down and kissed my forehead.

“No, Harry, that’s no excuse. You’ve been fantastic to me from the beginning, and I’m just about failing at being your girlfriend now.” I whispered to him.

“No, Liz, you’re not.”

“Yes I am!”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“Okay, I’ve thought of a compromise.” He smiled at me. “Let’s go to the British Virgin Islands.”

“Now?!” I asked him, quite appalled.

“First thing tomorrow morning. I pack a bag here, we drive to your place and you get your stuff, and we go. How’s that sound?” He was smiling again.

“Harry, can you even do that? Like what about management and the rest of the boys and everything? Y’all are starting to tour soon..?” My mind was once again going a million miles per minute.

“Lizzie, the boys and I have actually been talking about going down there next week for a break from everything before we actually do have to tour. I just had this idea that maybe just you and me could go a few days early and spend some time there together? It’ll work because you’re still on Mardi Gras break…?” He made a puppy dog face which was adorable. I kissed him.

“Well all right, Styles. If you’re sure about this.” He picked me up and swung me around before he kissed me very passionately again.

“Lizzie,” he said as he looked into my eyes, “you are the BEST girlfriend ever.” And after that, Louis came outside with perfect timing to call us in to sing happy birthday. The rest of the night passed very quickly. Harry did not leave my side and was touching me at all times- whether it was his hand in mine, his arm around me, or his hand resting on my leg as we sat. When about half of the group had passed out, Harry picked me up piggy-back style and carried me to the bedroom. We didn’t even change; we were exhausted. We climbed into bed and with his arms wrapped around me again and my head on his chest, we quickly fell asleep.

I was woken up by Harry playing with his fingers in my hair. Not going to lie, it felt amazing. I love when people play with my hair.

“Feel free to wake me up like this any time.” I said groggily to Harry.

“Well now that you’re awake enough to talk, it’s time to go! Our flight leaves in four hours, and we’ve got some shit to do!” He jumped out of bed. “I already called management, and they’re going to release a statement that we are now an official couple, so that we’ll have to deal with as little questions as possible from paparazzi.” Laughing at his enthuasiasm, I got out of bed and started to put my boots on again. I grabbed my bag and headed to the bathroom to change my shirt and freshen up. I also remembered that I should probably text my two best friends and alert them of the fact that I’m going to be headed to an island for the next two weeks with my boyfriend. After sending the message, I threw my phone on the bed. I was washing my face when I heard my phone ringing in the other room. I was going to hurry up and dry off and answer it, but then I heard Harry.

“Hello, Liz’s phone. This is Harry- how may I help you Nicole?” He said in his most professional voice. I burst out laughing. I assumed they were freaking out because it was a moment before he spoke again. “Oh so this is a group call? Emma and Nicole?” There was another pause. “Nope, I’m afraid my lovely girlfriend is in the bathroom getting ready to go.” I heard them screaming on the other line from where I was standing in the door frame. Harry was laughing as he held the phone further away from his ear. “Bloody hell you two are loud. I’m going to brush my teeth now, so I’m giving the phone to Liz. Try not to break her eardrum like you did to mine.” And with that, he handed me the phone. I knew this was going to be a few minutes of me explaining, so I sat down and launched into the full story of the past few days as Harry fixed himself up in the bathroom. After I hung up, Harry walked out smiling.

“I like hearing you tell that story. You make me seem like some superhero when I punched that guy.” He said as he sat next to me. He put his arm around me and we just sat there for a few minutes with me playing with his hand until he looked at his watch.

“We have to go! We have to pack bags!” He said as he jumped up again. We grabbed our stuff from the room and walked into the living room where most of everyone else was still sleeping. Harry wrote a quick note on a piece of paper and taped it to Louis’ forehead to make sure everyone got the message. The note said “Going to the British Virgin Islands. See you guys there next week. Love, Haz and Liz” I smiled when he signed both of our names like that. We quietly left the hotel room and headed down to his room to pack up his things. After that he called a car to the back entrance, and we headed to my place so I could pack a bag too.

Before I knew it, I was on my way to the British Virgin Islands for a two week vacation with Harry Styles, my boyfriend.

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